Huang San's machete was on Chen Haoran's neck, and a trace of blood appeared.

"*Home!"

Tang Xue saw that Chen Haoran was motionless, and shouted in a low voice. Chen Haoran showed part of his strength when he beat the eldest young master just now, but Tang Xue didn't believe that Chen Haoran had the ability to fight back with the machete on his neck.

The *jia who took off the suit showed a strong muscle, and the reason why the head of the Tang family sent the *family to protect Tang Xue was because the *family's combat effectiveness was quite strong.

* The original name of the family was Lei Wu, and he was a big disciple of a martial arts family, and later he was framed and driven out of the martial arts family.

"Huh?" Huang San glanced at the sturdy *family, and seven or eight thugs behind him stopped between Huang San and the *family, each with a weapon.

"There are quite a few people who are not afraid of death now, do you know that my Huang San still has a name in Tanglin City!"

Huang San's gloomy voice sounded in Chen Haoran's ears, Chen Haoran's face did not change, in his eyes, this group of gangsters was the same as ants, he just didn't want to show his strength in front of ordinary people, that would likely cause some social panic, so as to be concerned by some high-level officials.

It is very likely that his enemy, the crown prince, knew in advance that the rumors were hidden, and it would be even more difficult to find him.

"Hmm? I hate it when other people threaten me with weapons......"

Chen Haoran moved his wrist, exhaled a breath of cold air, and said in a low voice.

"What kind of thing are you, dare to talk to my Third Master Huang like this?"

Huang San slapped Chen Haoran with his left hand.

"Huh?"

Chen Haoran frowned slightly, and his right hand directly grabbed Huang San's left hand, intercepted Huang San's wrist, and used a slight force.

With a bang, the machete in Huang San's hand fell to the ground along Chen Haoran's body, while Huang San lowered his body, and his facial features were twisted together.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Does it hurt?"

Chen Haoran let go of Huang San's wrist and pushed him down in the crowd, Huang San staggered three steps and said viciously, "What's your name?"

"Chen Haoran!"

"You have a kind, you have the ability not to run, I'll come back and clean up right away!"

Huang San waved his hand, and the group of gangsters followed behind Huang San and ran out of the free clinic held by the Tang family.

"The young man is good, he is not messy in danger, and he dares to be so calm with the knife on your neck. ”

There was a glimmer of light in Han Lao's eyes, and Chen Haoran's reaction power alarmed Han Lao.

"It's just a bunch of gangsters! It's Han Lao, who actually walked out of that green mountain. ”

Chen Haoran hugged his fists with Han Lao with admiration and said.

Chen Haoran had also heard about the deeds of this old man Han when he was not arrested and put in prison, the doctor was benevolent, and he rejuvenated with his wonderful hands, and saved many seriously injured patients.

The first five or six years were all about Han Lao's news, why Han Lao suffered a major setback and no longer treated and saved people, Han Lao's soulmate was tragically murdered by the enemy, and he has never been in the world since.

Han Lao smiled slightly and said: "Old man, I can't bear to be lonely, I have lived in that mountain forest for a few years, and my mood has been greatly improved, but my medical skills still have not made a breakthrough." I am here today in search of someone who can compare with me in terms of medical skills. ”

Tang Xue quickly walked to Chen Haoran's side and pulled up his arm, and said solemnly: "Old Han, I'm afraid you don't know yet, this young man is the person I just said can surprise you. ”

"Huh?"

The corners of Han Lao's furrowed eyebrows stretched slightly, and he looked at Chen Haoran, how can such a young man have such superb Chinese medicine skills?

"Snow girl, don't tease me. I'm in my prime, and you still want to fool me. ”

After Tang Xue saw that Han Lao didn't believe that Chen Haoran was the only person on the scene who could compare his medical skills with him, she gave the * family a look.

* The family suddenly understood, and took out the prescription written by Chen Haoran from his sleeve.

The recipe reads: 90 grams of white horseshoe, 30 grams of chestnut yellow (yin dry), 22 grams of cinnamon heart, 30 grams of pu huang, 60 grams of turtle shell, 20 grams of fresh spirit grass, and the medicine is pounded and finely scattered.

White horseshoe scattered?

Han Lao was shocked in his heart, this recipe was obviously the white horse hoof powder recorded in the Encyclopedia of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but it was a little different.

White Horsestead is an excellent medicine for bruises, which can quickly treat trauma. In ancient times, this kind of white horseshoe was a life-saving medicine for some soldiers.

But as the wheels of time rolled away, the correct recipe for the white horseshoe was lost, and only some hidden families still knew the correct way to make the white horseshoe.

Han Lao's cloudy eyes suddenly fluctuated with a trace of essence, he straightened up his bent waist, and said in a deep voice: "This little brother, the recipe you wrote is a white horse's hooves. ”

White horseshoe scattered?

The surrounding Chinese medicine practitioners felt a little strange, and some of them even laughed at Chen Haoran for writing a recipe for white horseshoe.

"Yo Yo Yo Yo! Don't today's young people know that Fang Zi can't be scribbled? The real Bai Ma Hu San is obviously the true inheritance of the Bai family, how can it be in the hands of others. ”

"Hey, old Han, don't be deceived by a hairy boy, how can the holy medicine for treating bruises and injuries in the hands of a young man. ”

"Shut up for me!" * Jia roared, quieting down the other Chinese medicine practitioners, and no one dared to open their mouths to continue to bury Chen Haoran, and they all held back a vicious anger in their hearts.

When Chen Haoran beat Young Master Yan, he had a breath in his heart, but this was not evil anger but a kind of jealousy, why didn't they hate the person who beat and beat Young Master Yan, and then wrote a recipe and handed it to Tang Xue, behaving a little domineering, they could also be valued by the Tang family.

But this jealousy turned into evil qi entirely because of the appearance of one person - Han Lao!

Han Lao is a master in the field of Chinese medicine, if you are favored by him, then the road in the future will be a smooth one, and no one dares to stop you from becoming a great Chinese medicine practitioner.

But it's not them,

It's Chen Haoran.

Han Lao turned around and said to the group of Chinese medicine doctors with a grim face: "I thought that you were just not skilled in medicine, but I never thought that you would not even be able to serve as a doctor. We are a profession of traditional Chinese medicine, which has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and there is an old saying: those who are not close to the saint cannot be a doctor. And what are you doing?"

Saying that, Han Lao suddenly looked up at the sky, and sighed helplessly: "I finally know why Chinese medicine has declined, it's all because you guys don't want to make progress, and you put your mind on how to intrigue with others every day." ”

"Why are you still stunned? Didn't you come to participate in the free clinic? Do you want my old man to make a phone call to the director of your hospital?"